Monday morning, got my boots on My checkbook me that my money is gone Got a little honey on me To her to town at the end of the week find a parking spot so we can reconnect As soon as I get my Friday
get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling lane I'm still a-working on that game catch a movie when my arm goes numb Wrap it around her when the good part
I may like an old redneck But I'm a high roller a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I like to have a good I just gotta above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave something to my young When I up dead
You never know life will throw at you next I'm down the days till my Friday paycheck
Wish I could tell the when I'm under the gun this job and shove it son I keep it to 'cause I gotta get paid And with my baby at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the band they're doing sound check Why don't you give me some cash my p-p-paycheck?
knows I like to have a good time I just gotta stay above that poverty Food on the table, over head Leave something to my young When I up dead
You never know what life will throw at you I'm counting down the days till my Friday
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what life will at you next I'm down the days till my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my hands on Friday paycheck
Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that Friday
Ooh, gotta get that Friday I've waiting on that whistle on the whistle all day long Friday paycheck, Friday
Gots to get Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, paycheck